Moonlight Waltz
''Croce sul cuore possa morire Se questo segreto si viene a scorpine...'' When our time is coming And the night is black I am here and wait for him to come And bring the seven plagues. Try to hide your secrets No one can believe I need some one to help me I belong to him. Keeper of Secrets Listen to whispers in your mind Searching the shadows of your life Calling the Keeper of Secrets Across the shadows, before the light Until your coming, until your cries When the end is coming Light will fade away All around this cloudy sky That my mind creates When our dreams are cold and timeless Open up your eyes Walk on path of sorrow Falling from the sky. Across the shadows, before the light Until your coming, until your cries Across the madness, across the land, before you're coming , before your death. Keeper of Secrets Listen to whispers in your mind Searching the shadows of your life Calling the Keeper of Secrets
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
You know what we´ve always been you know how to pray to see this surrendered mind is learning how to live in this labyrinth of time we do not escape. If you´re ready you´ll be the next one to rise up this endless sea fly away through this pain where nothing seems so real. There is no more time to bleed there is no more chance to dream our distorted eyes are asking to be free. Free from this darkness all around us out of this cage If you´re asking you´ll be the next one to rise up this endless sea fly away through this rain where things appears unreal.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
"She looks so pale Within her misty veil She scales the sky From east to west And takes no rest" Before the coming Of the night The moon shows papery white Before the dawning Of the day She fades away. Take my life ´till the end of our time Take my hands ´till the sun begins to shine. Before she sleeps She dances the moonlight waltz She climbs the sky From side to side She embraces the rising tide. Before the coming Of the night The moon shows papery white Before the dawning Of the day She fades away.
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Her black shadow at the foot of your bed Her pure white dress you can feel her on your breast You can't stop her in the coils of her sweet spell You can feel her she's so close to your heart Every night after tolling of last bell Silent coming languid, graceful into a trance You can't stop her, no, you can't talk, can't escape No more whispers. no more sorrow no more pain Carmilla, comes to me Mircalla, I want you Carmilla, she comes to you Mircalla, I want your screams Now I see you at the foot of my bed Your pure white dress is a one great scarlet stain I can't stop you in the coils of your sweet spell I can feel you, you're so close to my heart She comes to bring the sorrow She is like a cold embrace She murmurs words of madness She comes to bring the death “You are mine, you shall be mine “ she says…”love will have its sacrifices..” “there’s a coldness beyond her years, in her smiling endless melancholy, the refusal to afford you the least ray of light” You see her under the moon shadow, Standing near the feet of your bed, In her lacy white dress Bathed, from her chin to her feet, In one great scarlet stain. She says again… “there’s no sacrifice without blood”
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
I have no tears No sense of shame, no sense of time I taste your blood don't stop my lust Don't blame me now my sincs they are my only crimes I rise from dusk and by dawn I die For not you love Not your soul Not you rules And self-control It's my pleasure, my desire I want your blood tonight... tonight... Blut... Blood... Sangre... SANGUE! Blut... Blood... Sangre... SANGUE! Cause life is short in an empty room my mortal game I denied the laws of light Cause you made your choice In this silent place you can't escape I hold you in this embrace Inside your fears No more redemption, no more time I lay you down, don't stop me now No heaven there Your senses are under my will I bring you down and you will die Blut... Blood... Sangre... SANGUE! Blut... Blood... Sangre... SANGUE! Blut... Blood... Sangre... SANGUE! I want your blood tonight...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Per chi non fraintenda narra la leggenda di quella gitana che preg la luna bianca ed alta nel ciel. Mentre sorrideva lei la supplicava: "Fa' che torni da me!" "Tu riavrai quell'uomo, pelle scura, con il suo perdono, donna impura, per in cambio voglio che il tuo primo figlio venga a stare con me." Chi suo figlio immola per non stare sola non degna di un re. Luna, adesso sei madre, ma chi fece di te una donna non c'. Dimmi, luna d'argento, come lo cullerai se le braccia non hai? Ah, ah ... Figlio della luna! Nacque a primavera un bambino da quel padre scuro come il fumo con la pelle chiara, gli occhi di laguna come un figlio di luna. "Questo un tradimento! Lui non mio figlio ed io no, non lo voglio!" Luna, adesso sei madre, ma chi fece di te una donna non c'. Dimmi, luna d'argento, come lo cullerai se le braccia non hai? Ah, ah ... Figlio della luna! Il gitano folle di dolore colto proprio al centro nell'onore l'afferr gridando, la baci piangendo, poi la lama affond. Corse sopra un monte col bambino in braccio e l l'abbandon. Luna, adesso sei madre, ma chi fece di te una donna non c'. Dimmi, luna d'argento, come lo cullerai se le braccia non hai? Ah, ah ...Figlio della luna! Se la luna piena poi diviene perch il bambino dorme bene, ma se sta piangendo lei se lo trastulla, cala e poi si fa culla, ma se sta piangendo lei se lo trastulla, cala e poi si fa culla.
Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 11, 2025
An echo blowing among the desert, forgotten prayers buried alive in the burning sand Arabian memories of her scent, in the wind her ebony hair so long and tousled, alabaster skin, so pure and cold carved by the hands of sin her crimson lips the black madonna kissed by the son of the father beloved more than sons of his faith moving her body in the sand she is the sinner, salomé the seven devils dance with her with the dance of the seven veils. She is the one who knows all black madonna, salomé with the dance of the seven veils black madonna, salomé she is the blood, she is the grail. Black madonna, magdalene. With the dance of the seven veils black madonna, salomé she was crying, sweeping his feet drying the drops of innocent tears with black hair, over and over she gasped with pleasure, in the sand like a poisonous snake the queen of mistery her voice is lost in the desert ...the black madonna.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
When you fall asleep with me when I fell your breath on me when you hold me when I´m scared never go away from me ´cause this life remains the same an illusion tries to change you When the snow falls down on me ´cause I know you are the one I felt this cold on my skin I will stay with you forever when you embrace me when I´m sad ´cause the light will fade away never leave me alone leave me alone forever ´cause this life remains the same all my tears are falling down an illusion trying to change you ´cause this life can hurts you for the pain you feel around you I won´t see the light again trying to blind you for these lies.
Welcome to this theater theater of your life no one here gets out alive when the red curtain rises and the macabre play begins waiting for this life parade where clowns, whores and lairs win in this grievous masquerade. Death! Horror! Pain! Suffer! Sex! Nightmare! Hell! Madness! Welcome to this theater theater of the Absurd where luxury and hunger are never satisfied no one seems to be alive waiting for the Freaks parade ad no-one here will survive looking for what the man has made. Until we lose all what we won, what have we done? we can´t begun what have we done? Le Grand Guignol. Moment to seconds, seconds to minutes minutes to hours, what have we done? welcome to this theater. Theater of harlots flesh ans soul are sold when the curtain falls and the macabre play begin waiting for the life parade where clowns, whores and lairs win in this grievous masquerade
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
I can´t think, I can´t talk I am devoured by this hungry void burning each thought I have to keep me in chains spiders of glass graze over and over... an obsession is owning me. It turns me in a spiral of death there´s something I can´t see It´s pulsing me, I´m out of breath, I need to kill... A nightmare drive me out... the way is so far in this psycho-delirium, I start my war It´s time for violence the day of doom, no time for tolerance... It´s the day of gloom, a devil-hate addiction stops the heart beat, a baneful obsession It just eats and eats... inside me...
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
Dead... I´m dead... Another life is gone kissed by the poison of time when they come...than we go we can´t stay one day... one more... all the thoughts, all the pain, all the joys must fade away. The secrets gates of Hades welcome where hearts are fading and dreams are lost and far away ...the beauty is lost day by day. The feral ladies are coming and murmuring an ancient litany when they come and they call they sweep away the souls all the thoughts, all the pain, all the joys... must fade away The secrets gates of Hades welcome where hearts are fading and dreams are lost and far away ...the beauty is lost day by day. mors ultima linea rerum est... rerum est... ultima linea rerum est... ultima linea rerum est... ultima linea rerum est... ultima linea rerum est... The secrets gates of Hades welcome where hearts are fading and dreams are lost and far away ...the beauty is lost day by day.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
My curse… I’m the crone Goddess in my dreadful aspect I’m the three and the one with a mortal faith I’m Medousa I’m the Gorgon carved in the temple of Didyma I’m the Mistress of the West Gate of Death I’m the guardian of the underworld of deads I’m the mistress of the twilight and all beasts From the right vein I give back the life again And from my left side I will give you death and pain. Call me daughter, sister, queen or even God With my silent sight I turn to stone the human flesh Framed by.. Light and snake.. It’s not the venom.. But the glare.. Stop the blood.. In your veins.. There is the silence.. In my marble reign.. Rising from the ghastly fog When the daylight has gone You can call my name And I will come… I’m Medousa
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
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